Verse 1: Look this is my life and its a battle within I gotta survive even if im sinning in wind If i show no remorse i'll rep the devils reward He said
Behold the fishnet slut tonight Hustle rose goes from limb to limb Fingertip to painted lip She sways her way up to him Says, now that your wallet is
Hang out and hustle wit my friends, yeah The C R U D D Y, the C L I C K It's texture, pure terror, a street professorv Aggressor, scale and measure Clever
We are words that float through her veins Her sexual use of pain And she sends her sailors in Well, they don?t come back And they don?t give in We are
The smallest truth is the brightest A tiny undeniable fire The smallest truth is found hiding You?re scared but you?re not a liar You cheat like Sebastien
Yea, youngbloodz, kill the mic, track boys Y'all ain't ready for this shit Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea Okay we back and bumpin', youngbloodz thats
Well it's a hustle, it's a hustle every day of life, And it's enough to keep your head above the water, see. It seems the older I get the more freedom
Been patient We both played our part in heart breakin' Most of you hurt more than I've wasted Took plause to the heart that's family Mamma girl been twenty
(intro) [spm] Yo, yo, I wanna welcome, welcome everyone to hustletown Are we recording? Alright let's do this fellas. Chorus: [dope house artists]
[spm talking] Eh he he he he Hustle town my city maan! Born and raised baby Yo I dedicate this jam to all the single mothers Raisin' men in a big city
[chorus: robin] He's a riddla aaaaaaaa The muthafuckin riddla aaaaaaaa [verse 1: spm Silently I receive my degree I got my basterds in dope fiend psychiatry
Yeppa yeppa homeboys That's the nigga low-g Puttin' it down for the nina eight We givin' prop, what we did this week So don't trip, if we forgot your
[Chorus 2X's] Down yellow brick road To easier to see Now come follow me Hillwood Hustla Got what you need [Verse 1] It were plain to see Since the age
[verse 1: spm] Now spread the word I got them bricks on the dead end streets And watch them jump out boys Cause they rollin ten deep Creep crawlin the
(Verse 1): Told me he's leaving and I won't even see 'Til he crawls back in the bed late in the morning Not even speaking, but I know how he's feelin
On the first roll 7 or 11 is a winner Either other time 11 is irrelevant And 7 is craps, after you've established a point A point being 4, 5, 6, 8, 9,
Since you can't get right I'mma show you how to hustle, show you how to hustle Show you how to hustle, make a grind all night I'mma show you how to hustle
Put your money where your mouth is D-Loc ain't playing I know cats like you that are broke just claiming Ain't saying nothing just flapping your lips